A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The allies who received the "dirt" looked surprised, clutching the documents in their hands, and broke out in a cold sweat.

To defect or not to defect?

It all comes down to a single thought.

Zhao Hui held up his wine glass, quietly enjoying the scene. Having spent half his life playing mind games, he understood the limits of this kind of direct confrontation best—once someone wavered or stood up, it would be like a flood bursting its banks, unstoppable.

As expected of an ally with a small shareholding, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he trembled with fear. "Get up quickly!"

At the critical moment, Lin Yuqing acted first.

"Young Master Zhao is quite adept at 'divide and conquer'." She slowly stepped forward, exuding an aura of power, her gaze sharp as she looked at the wavering allies. "However, gentlemen, don't rush to conclusions. Please allow me to ask Young Master Zhao a few questions in front of everyone."

She waved her hand and held up the "dirt" she was holding.

"Speaking of the Lin family, this ally, they evaded 800 million in taxes three years ago." She laughed. "Coincidentally, I happen to have their tax payment certificate and audit report from three years ago with me!"

She waved her hand, and her assistant immediately brought out a stack of things, distributed one to each person in front of everyone, and put it on the screen.

It's clear as day—the so-called eight million that was supposedly stolen has been handed over in full, stamped, and with receipts!

"This 'ironclad evidence' from Young Master Zhao!" Lin Yuqing's words, uttered through gritted teeth, echoed clearly throughout the room, "is a forgery!!"

Splash splash splash splash.

Ye Feng had already guessed that Zhao Hui would definitely use this "divide and conquer" tactic at dinner tonight. Over the past three days, Lin Yuqing and Zhu Wanqing had stayed up all night to investigate the innocence of all their core allies, comparing them one by one, waiting for Zhao Hui to personally hand them their "fake evidence" tonight so they could slap him on the spot!

Zhao Hui thought he had set up a cage, but he didn't expect that Ye Feng and Lin Yuqing had already set up another big net, waiting for him to crawl into it on his own!

Those allies who had already wavered all changed their expressions. If this was true, then what about the small pile of evidence they had? How much of it was real? Zhao Hui just thought they were fools, bringing him a whole bunch of things that were half true and half false, trying to fool him and force him to change his mind!

"Gentlemen," Lin Yuqing continued, "Young Master Zhao fabricated evidence again tonight and pressured us directly, all in an attempt to sow discord within our Lin-Zhu alliance and isolate us. But all these things he's pulled out of the blue are precisely what he fears: that the entire Dongyang won't obediently fall into his Tianheng pocket!"

"A new rule where survival depends on fabricating evidence and coercion." She looked at the crowd. "Do you dare believe it? Do you dare follow it?"

The wind direction suddenly changed!

Those lackeys breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got to work, throwing "dirt" on the table without a second thought of defecting... If you're hanging out with a bastard who's willing to lie even to fabricate evidence, he can fabricate things today, and he can fabricate things tomorrow.

Zhao Hui's meticulously planned "battle of wits" was completely exposed by Lin Yuqing's casual remark, leaving not a trace of his true intentions.

And this titan of the medical world spoke up at the opportune moment, stroking his beard and clicking his tongue, saying, "In my sixty years of medical practice, the person I respect most is a true gentleman like Doctor Ye, who has saved countless patients but never flaunts his skills for profit. The person I despise most is this kind of person who distorts the truth and frames honest officials. Young Master Zhao, I will be the first to reject your 'new rules'!"

With the prominent figure speaking out, those who had previously hesitated and were prepared to take sides all expressed their agreement. As a result, public opinion overwhelmingly sided with Lin Zhu.

The ally who had almost lost his footing earlier was so ashamed that he blushed and sat down again without saying anything more. When the wall falls, everyone pushes it down. Once the trend reversed, some people actually started speaking up for Lin Zhu.

Zhao Hui's smile gradually faded. He hadn't expected Lin Yuqing to be prepared in advance, causing his verbal battle to backfire. Moreover, he hadn't anticipated that Ye Feng's network of connections built on medical expertise would have such an overwhelming popular support at this time.

He had been managing Dongyang for several months, spending a lot of money to set up many traps. He thought he had planned everything perfectly. However, one of these two people used medicine to establish his authority and the other used kindness to gather people together. Every murder weapon he painstakingly designed was easily deflected by the other party.

He couldn't win in a battle of wits; he suffered a clean defeat.

"Boss Lin, you have quite the tongue." After a while, he spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of coldness beneath its gentle warmth, as icy as snow, "Since... words won't work."

As he spoke, he suddenly flicked his sleeve.

The next moment, the "guards" surrounding the hall tore off their disguises, revealing the weapons around their waists. A dozen or so black-clad experts with fierce and menacing auras appeared out of nowhere and surrounded Ye Feng and Lin Yuqing.

These people are no ordinary individuals; their internal energy is constantly circulating, and they are definitely not just thugs. Rather, they are the trump cards of the force behind Tianheng and even Zhao Hui.

They are stronger and more ruthless than those Li family retainers. Unlike those retainers who just come with some private jobs, these are definitely trained assassins.

The guests gasped in surprise, and everything descended into chaos. Lin Zhenshan was pulled behind Zhu Hongsheng, trembling with anger but unable to muster any strength. He had been watching the grass on the wall with amusement just moments before, but now he was terrified and began to shrink back into the wall.

Who would have thought that Zhao Hui would actually dare to do this, to appear in public in this kind of setting, to openly kill someone in front of more than half of Dongyang's upper class? This is not a business war, but a murder plot.

"Then let's go!" Zhao Hui said arrogantly, completely losing his composure, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Dr. Ye, tonight, you'd better pray..."

I'm praying that I'm healthy enough to hold on...

Ye Feng shielded Lin Yu in front of him, and facing the group of sharp, pointed knives, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Tear it! I want to tear it!" He cracked his knuckles. "Damn it, all this charades and showing off is driving me crazy!"

But only he himself knew that the omen of death in his chest was stirring again at this moment, as the weapons pointed at him once more...

Zhao Hui wants this!

Losing the literary contest was of no importance to him. From beginning to end, the so-called literary contest was just a pretext. What he really wanted to do was a physical fight, forcing Ye Feng to use all his skills!

In that dangerous place, Ye Feng will definitely use all his strength to protect Lin Yuqing and escape!

He won't even need to lift a finger; once Ye Feng's nemesis is enraged, he'll kill him!

Using someone else to do the dirty work, he was using his own death trap... It's the same kind of deadly trap that Li Chongshan set up for him in the warehouse, but it's even more vicious and more reliable...

Ye Feng stood amidst a group of sharp blades pointing at him, his gaze icy and cold. Lin Yuqing was already shielded in front of him.

He knew that this was yet another deadly trap that was about to befall him!

However, he had nowhere left to retreat...